Volume One, Chapter 26: Who Exactly Is Song Jinhe’s Ex-Husband?

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There are no more than three of these cards in the entire capital city. Who exactly was Song Jinhe’s ex-husband? It was a pity that although she had lived in the capital for years, she rarely participated in the social circles of the elite, and thus, she was not very familiar with these people. Otherwise, she might have known who that unfortunate girl was. Song Jinhe’s eyes betrayed an unconcealable smugness. Only she knew in her heart that what she had won today was not just a cheongsam, but also the heart of Fu Yanzhou! "Wait a moment!" Yu Tingwan, who had been silent on the side, called out to the staff. "Use my card!" Yu Tingwan pushed Song Jinhe’s hand aside and placed her own card into the staff member’s hand. Although she did not... "So it was you playing tricks." Jing Xueqing said bitterly. No wonder Shangguan Haitang had suddenly relented, no wonder Shangguan Hanche had suddenly fallen silent, and why Mo Li had gone out of her way to stir up trouble—it turned out that everything was because Ning Yunxiao was secretly saving people behind the scenes. After sending the government officials away with some silver, Ouyang Nan prepared to have the Red Barbarian cannons pushed out. He retreated continuously, letting his gang members protect him in rows, while ordering them to attack Lin Xixue in an attempt to disrupt her technique. Suddenly, Master Zhang shook his head incessantly and said, "No, I must also ask my uncle for instruction on the art of alchemy." With that, he turned and left, leaving Liu Qingyang and Old Evil Qiao staring at each other in dismay. In an instant, she felt a sense of utter despair. With eyes wide open and brows arched in fury, she shrieked, "Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!" As the words fell, she closed her mouth, preparing to bite her tongue and end her life. More than two years ago, this then-obscure organization became famous in a single battle during a mission to rescue the emperor. With fewer than a hundred men, they fought against four hundred of the Great Qi’s elite cavalry, nearly wiping them out entirely, while suffering less than half the casualties themselves.

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As Huang Xin turned his head, he saw the Cao army had already breached the camp from the east, completely overwhelming the defending Han soldiers. He looked to the north, where the blue banners of the Cao army were already planted on the northern ramparts. In truth, the situation was far worse than this. Cui Yanzhao could imagine that even if the two men could return to court later, as officials serving as Vice Ministers of Rites, how could they have the face to continue appearing in court and sharing the hall with their colleagues after today’s events? Zijue looked at Fang Zhengren, her heart sinking even further: "You can't even..." She had assumed there would be experts in the General's Mansion, but it turned out even they couldn't stand up to this big man? Without a word, as Midnight took the stage, the reporters below erupted into a frenzy. Before Midnight could even speak, a barrage of questions followed one after another. Judging by the number of clones Zhang Wei had killed so far, he was still a far cry from Chen Qi's thousands of kills. He was busy reorganizing all the people and matters that could potentially sabotage the canal project, polishing and refining the plans, intending to distribute them to the garrison after the New Year so they could memorize them. That way, no matter what happened at the canal site, they would be well-informed and not be led by the nose without knowing who was behind it. If a large-scale evaluation were to be held, especially down to the local counties, it would be easy for people to exploit loopholes if Merich could not oversee everything personally. With a thunderous roar, Lin Xiao swung his sword downward, and a heaven-shaking clap of thunder erupted, surging forward like a torrential river, drowning everything in its path. Once the news broke, it brought some small comfort to the conflicted people of the Chu State; at least, Yingdu would not be relegated to a mere county seat. Because he felt that Aisi taking a fancy to Yaomu was not merely because she wanted her to join the Bengmeng Group, was it? Seeing the shift in the situation, the [Vampire Duke] was not so greedy. He released the cooling moon from his mouth, leaped backward, and put distance between himself and us once more. A new wave of charges began; the corpses of the evolved animals did not stop the charge of those that followed. "There’s a Dragon King Temple here too?" This Northern Desert... Great Qin did not have many areas bordering the sea or rivers; usually, only places that relied on water for their livelihood would have a Dragon King Temple. All those things from the past were still fresh in his memory: he had detoxified me, healed my wounds, gone to Mangshan for me, and even knowing I intended to take his life and that I was carrying another man's child, he had never once feared or suspected me, never given up, and never wavered in his devotion. "Go in and find a spot!" Leizi had already shoved Wu Di into a burlap sack. He held a flashlight in one hand and carried the sack toward the forest. Because it was summer, the weather was slightly sweltering, and the howls of various wild beasts echoed throughout the forest. When A-Biao’s cold gaze fell upon the candy box, it softened in an instant, as if he had found a life-saving straw. His body—neck, ankles, arms, shoulders, back—had all been beaten into total numbness. A steel rod struck the fat man’s head, and blood began to trickle down, staining his chubby face a deep, crimson red.

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Chu Hemeng lowered her eyelids slightly, looking at her hands as she twisted the hem of her clothes, wanting to think of nothing more. *Wah...* I ran back to my room crying, "I am a bad brother, I am a bad brother." Because I didn’t like my little sister, she was traded away by Mom and Dad. "I thought Labi would open a bank and go into the investment banking industry?" Zhu Qiu stood up, casually rolled up a snowball, and tossed it into the river from afar. The curtains in the room were all drawn, and the lights were off; almost nothing could be seen. Tian Nuanyu stood by the door, her heart leaping into her throat. You only need to pay one month's rent before moving in, less than 200 yuan a month. In a place like Jiangfeng City, where every inch of land is worth gold, it was absolutely impossible to find rent this cheap. At the entrance of the operating room, the bright red characters were particularly jarring. Zhu Haiyang felt immense guilt, holding his face as he lay on the hospital chairs in the corridor, silent and motionless. The full moon hung high in the sky, reflecting upon Spirit Mountain, casting a layer of holy white gauze over it and making the mountain seem even more spiritual. As the two continued to search for the remaining few nodes, they found a row of stone coffins in the depths of a mountain valley. Looking Long Ye up and down, Zhao Zhenlin seemed like a precision scanner, missing nothing on him, and as he scanned, his expression grew increasingly grim. The strongest technique is the invisible one; what cannot be seen cannot be guarded against. Not only is it invisible to the naked eye, but it also cannot be sensed by the soul. Watching Hu Yongqiang being kicked to the ground by Shen Qiang, the five or six young men who had come with him grew anxious. "Alright, alright, why the rush? It’s not like we're rushing to be reincarnated..." Yang Suhui scolded sharply, then turned and walked into the kitchen. Within the body of the Witch God of the Southern Witch Sect lay a hidden trace of immortal power. Of course, the aura of this immortal power was not yet strong; it was merely an immature, nascent trace.